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Huxin stood side by side with Liu Yuren, while Gu Xuanhong faced them, his expression still elegantly emotionless. However, the coldness that flashed in his eyes made Weidong and Black Hawk involuntarily shiver.
If they hadn't misheard, Huxin had actually rejected Gu Xuanhong.
Moreover, she stood on Liu Yuren's side while doing so. To be precise, Huxin did not choose Liu Yuren to reject Gu Xuanhong; instead, she clearly told Gu Xuanhong that she, Xia Huxin, would not be controlled by anyone.
Liu Yuren's victory lay in this final step.
Gu Xuanhong had calculated all the previous moves correctly, but in the end... until he won Huxin's heart, even if he was right ninety-nine percent of the time, if Huxin did not give him face, he would lose on that last one percent.
At this moment, Liu Yuren did not feel overly pleased; after all, his nature was consistently solitary and indifferent. Even if he felt joy inside, his expression remained calm and composed.
"Girl, let's go," Liu Yuren gestured for Huxin to leave. Previously, Gu Xuanhong had made this gesture with elegance and nobility, but now Liu Yuren's gesture exuded a different kind of serene grace.
Huxin nodded, greeted Weidong, and left A Cup of Vast Sea without looking back.
Her slender figure against the backdrop of the fiery sunset outside exuded an inexplicable aura of strength and coolness. This aura penetrated the hearts of those who saw it, carrying a tremendous power that seemed to occupy their entire being in an instant.
Gu Xuanhong stood by the window, his silhouette revealing a hint of desolation. He was usually perfect at hiding his emotions as the Gu Family Hong Ye, yet at this moment, there was an unmistakable air of detachment and coldness about him.
Black Hawk discreetly exited A Cup of Vast Sea, leaving his master alone for a while. After serving him for many years, Black Hawk had only seen this kind of desolate aura once before—ten years ago when Master Hong's best friend Xiang Guang was murdered. Other than that night, his master never displayed such feelings.
Weidong also silently went to the backyard.
One was a close friend he had known for many years; the other was his savior. He truly did not want to see Gu Xuanhong's current sense of desolation or witness Liu Yuren—who had endured so much hardship—living forever in solitude.
But there was only one Xia Huxin in the world... what could be done?
Weidong remembered the first time he met Gu Family Hong Ye was on the day Xiang Guang was murdered...
That day felt eerily similar to today; it seemed impossible to face losing someone extremely important. However, Xia Huxin had only temporarily left with Liu Yuren; Gu Xuanhong had never truly possessed Xia Huxin, so there was no feeling of loss.
Why did Gu Xuanhong have such a strong reaction?
Ten years ago, Xiang Guang was already beyond saving. Now, Xia Huxin is perfectly fine, but today she is just not giving Gu Xuanhong any face. Could it be that Gu Xuanhong's mood is worse now than it was ten years ago?
Weidong is becoming more and more confused.
Is it necessary for men and women to experience love in this world? However, after going through it, even intelligent and powerful people like Gu Xuanhong and Liu Yuren can become troubled and burdened by love. It would be better for him, Lin Weidong, not to get involved.
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Xuanyuan Family
Liu Yuren brought Huxin into the Xuanyuan Family's main gate. The Xuan Yuan Old King was still drunk, and Jin Lan had put in a lot of effort to bring her Old Prince Xuanyuan back. However, Old Prince Xuanyuan was more intoxicated today than ever before; in fact, he got drunk more severely each time he drank.
Seeing guests arrive at home, Old Prince Xuanyuan burped and tried to get up to greet them.
Since Xuan Yuan Ling fell ill with madness, the Xuanyuan Family has been deserted. On one hand, people feared the Xuanyuan Family's strange arts; on the other hand, there were rumors that emerged from who knows where, claiming that Xuan Yuan Ling's madness was contagious. If someone were to be injured by him, then within seven days, that person would also contract Xuan Yuan Ling's madness.
Because of this, there was a time when wherever Xuan Yuan Ling appeared, there would be hardly anyone within a three-mile radius.
Although it was later proven that those injured by Xuan Yuan Ling or his Heir would not contract madness and lived perfectly well, the rumors had already taken root in people's hearts. They became the most effective words used by townsfolk to scare disobedient children. The rumor of Xuan Yuan Ling's madness being contagious continued to spread and became increasingly terrifying and bizarre due to the intentions of some people.
Even though no one had seen anyone infected by Xuan Yuan Ling's madness with their own eyes, people preferred to believe in its existence rather than its absence.
"Hey?! Guests have arrived!! This man is handsome and this woman is beautiful; what a pair of extraordinary young beauties! You... honestly tell me where you came from and where you are going?"
The Xuan Yuan Old King spoke intermittently while burping. His robe was wrinkled, his face unshaven, but his features were still quite handsome. Unfortunately, due to years of heavy drinking, his eyes had become murky and his face reeked of alcohol. There was no trace left of the noble prince he once was.
Once upon a time, over ten years ago, the Xuan Yuan Old King was one of the most handsome men on the Vast Continent. At that time, there were praises for the southern handsome Xiahou and the northern charming Xuanyuan.
However, more than ten years later today, everything has changed.
Xiahou is no longer the dashing general he once was, and the Xuan Yuan Old King is certainly not the elegant young gentleman he used to be.
Two fathers have been worried about their children for over a decade, both showing signs of weariness and deep sorrow.
Huxin and Liu Yuren exchanged glances, and Liu Yuren stepped forward, saying calmly, "Old Prince Xuanyuan, do you remember that you owe me a favor? I have come today to collect it. What do you think?"
Liu Yuren was straightforward, his words concise and direct.
Despite Old Prince Xuanyuan appearing somewhat drunk at the moment, he had not spent all these years merely drinking. One of his greatest skills was that even when he was swaying, he would remember what needed to be noted and see through what needed to be seen.
Thus, Liu Yuren did not need to beat around the bush.
Old Prince Xuanyuan tried hard to focus on a single point but failed. He staggered toward Huxin, and when Jin Lan tried to support him, he pushed her away without hesitation.
"What are you standing there for? Is there no one to serve tea and snacks to the guests now that that brat is gone? Jin Lan! You go!" As Old Prince Xuanyuan swayed closer to Huxin, he ordered Jin Lan.
Jin Lan bowed in response and left the hall but did not hurry to prepare tea and snacks. Instead, she dismissed all the maids and attendants.
Jin Lan understood that Old Prince Xuanyuan wanted to send everyone away because he had something to say to General Liu and Miss Xia.
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